NEGACCESSVERSE - Leena, information is power.

They say the only difference between a hero and a villain is one really  bad day. Well Leena had a lot of very very bad days.   

Ever since she was told she had the mutant gene she was worried that  people would abandon her, and humanity unfortunately proved her right.  Shortly after her mutation into her spider-like form she found herself  alone, family disowning her, friends deserting her. She lost her job,  her money, her home, and soon found herself on the rough streets of New  York.  

Everything was taken from her. It was time for her to take everything  back.  

Leena soon became obsessed with control. If she was going to survive,  she was going to need to know everything about everyone. Knowledge is  power, and she needed power. 

She started small. She took revenge on her family by leaking every  illegal and illicit activity they ever did and when that wasn't enough  she wasn't above framing them. She made sure they lost everyrhing  including each other, airing their darkest secrets and ruining her  parents and siblings marriages.   

Every incriminating secret about her friends came out. The ones who  bought drugs and mutagen either found themselves arrested due to  anonymous tips or captured by drug gangs. With a few calls to the right  people, the jobs that turned her away ended up going bankrupt or, in the  most unfortunate of circumstances, burning to the ground.  

This was her plan. Control the information. Control the world. She was  going to know everything that happens in this city, each and every  person stuck in her web. She fancies herself the “writer” of the city's  fate and goes by the moniker “weaver” now, a notoriously dangerous  hacker, informant, and information trafficker.

Her  particular set of skills has led her to become part of the Access Lab  Crime Syndicate. Of course, knowing so much valuable information only  served to isolate her further, as mutants desperately try to avoid the  gaze of her prying eyes. They never manage to, but all the isolation has  made her go quite mad. Her too wide grin and lifeless eyes endlessly  gaze into the screen of her many computers. If you seek her out, you’ll  be able to find the answers to any questions you have… but cross her,  and she will ruin your life in a couple of keystrokes. 

Because no matter how far you fall, life can always, ALWAYS, get worse.  She knows that too well